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I’ve become more and more obbsessed about my photography each day. Trying the think of the perfect picture to capture the essence of serenity and fleeing beauty.

My hill is no comfort to me any more, the grass is sharp and ants crawl over my legs and bite me on my calves. The sun is beautiful pouring out with heat and harsh light. I find it healing.

I saw a beautiful thing at Workplay last night. My church had it’s cd release party and before the band got up a husband and wife came up to sing. They had powerful deep twangy voices that left the ear satisfied. They had just gotten back from their honeymoon. The wife was dancing and looking at her husband with joyful admiration while they sang. He in return looked so comfortable and like he didn’t want to be anywhere else but by her side.